The story looks interesting. It's also a bit touching. I can feel the closeness of the characters despite lack of prior info. The story arouses interest in the characters' past and also the future at the same time.

Very well done, comrade!

You know, if you keep at it, it's not going to take you 70 years xD. Put away your calculator and write when you can :)

So................................ I think I just made a major change to the timeline of this story. XD

Very new idea, few minutes old actually, but I think it might solve quite a few of the problems that I've been struggling with for this story. XD

Basically... if I can work all this out, the beginning I had planned for Lost Memento will now be the beginning of Rise of the Blood Moon and the short story I have been working on is now the beginning of Lost Memento.

Aria grimaced. Past the mountains was a war scarred wasteland that stretched for many miles. It was the final resting place for many dragons and humans alike. It would become a writhing feeding ground for many scavengers as the ice thawed. Aria could smell the faint stench of the wastes within the cold mountain winds, it reeked of stale blood and rotting flesh. She swallowed hard at the thought of going there so close to summer.

Two teams of dragons had left from the old caldera that their clan called home at dawn. Aria and her brother, Keith, had taken the long flight into the mountains in search of food or other useful materials. The long winter meant that their food reserves were dangerously low. Aria wondered how the other team was doing. Five of her clanmates had chosen to fly out over the ocean. She hoped they were faring better than they were. So far all she and her brother had found were a frozen goat kid and a half starved rabbit. Hardly enough to feed a clan of dragons. Touching down on a rock ledge Aria and her brother studied the valley before them for any signs of life. Nothing. "There should be more animals, Keith... Before the war there was plenty and our numbers have dwindled as well," Aria stated. "The animals should be plentiful now, but there's hardly any."

"The chimeras you mean?" Aria asked without receiving a reply. She sighed... She couldn't argue with him. The chimeras were abominations of nature that were created during the war to wipe out dragonkind. When the dragons went into hiding the chimeras started to wreak havoc on the ecosystem. "But this far into the mountains?" she asked him again.

"I don't know," he replied looking out towards the limits of their territory. "I'll mention it to the Circle when we return," he stated.

"What good will that do?" scoffed Aria.

Keith ignored her and looked to the sky "It's almost noon. We should return through the northern pass."

Aria lowered her head with disappointment and looked at her pale celestine blue markings. The sunlight reflected off of the iridescent surface of the minute scales which covered her body. In darkness these markings shone with their own inner light. While many considered the light beautiful, come nightfall in this age of war, it only betrayed the dragons who wished to avoid the eyes of others. "I'm able to disperse my glow, I could conti..."

"You will not," Keith interrupted with a harsh tone to his voice. He turned toward his sister. "The council forbids anyone from going on their own."

"This is no time for the council's rules! The clan is starving and we need a way to fix this!" She paused and composed herself slightly though her voice retained an icy edge. "You are our clan's leader. It's your decision if I go or not, not theirs. I'm sure I can find something if I had more time," she pleaded.

He turned away and stood facing the cliff's edge for a short while. "We're returning to the clan."

"Keith!"

"When we arrive we'll make preparations for an expedition. I can not go with you, but I will not allow you to go alone either."

"You still don't trust my abilities," Aria grumbled.

"I do, but we shouldn't take any unnecessary risks."

She gave him an incredulous look. Keith was well known for his recklessness.

Just my suggestion. Kinda plays off the idea of the two groups having history. As a suggestion, you could try linking the group's name to their place of original, or as an alternative, to a person's name. I don't really know much about your world to give an educated idea, but you'd know what you want

I still need to fix some broken links, but thanks to Lego I have the all the fragmented posts that belong to this story in one thread rather than in 3. So just a heads up if anyone wonders where the other posts came from. Also it seems that they got arranged by age so conversations may be a little disjointed. It's not too bad as long as you keep in mind the merging.